Man, Corwood, that's awful.
Our valedictorian in high schools was controversial (at least with the kids I knew in honors and AP classes) because they didn't use weighted GPA for valedictorian. Hence our valedictorian was never in a honors or AP class and was not regarded as being all that smart. At the time I remember it being a topic of bitter discussion amongst the AP and honors crowd.
We totally had that, too! And I forgot it until now! Hilarious. Although I think one of our graduation speakers was an AP Calculus type kid and one wasn't.
he he ... you kids. When I graduated, I didn't have a chance at being valedictorian for two reasons. #1 it went to the BOY with the highest grade point average and #2 the HS averaged in gym grades.
We didn't have weighted GPA, however there was a thing called the "honor's curve" which basically just raised your grade in the class if you took honors. I regularly got 50's and 60's on math tests, but always came out with anywhere from a 90 - 93. English classes were less curved but still, they just added points.
In 6th, 7th and 8th grade you were also allowed to "challenge" any midterm or final if you had over a 95 in the class. That meant that you could choose to take your grade in the class as your exam grade and not take the final. We spent midterms and finals week in the library, reading "Choose Your Own Adventure" books.
#2 the HS averaged in gym grades.
We took gym pass/fail, thank god.
Oh, and I did finally (!) get the email from my friend about her baby -- with picture! Adorable.
I think gym was graded more on effort than on results in my HS. I know that I have some bad HS PE memories, mostly because the other PE teacher did a lot more games and ours did a lot more running, but all the bad was largely pushed aside by the moment when the outfield started backing up when I came to the plate in softball. For someone who was basically a nerd in HS that is a pretty sweet memory.
I just got an email from a client with the following signature line:
God delights in taking the arena of our greatest fear and putting us in a position to face it. This is how He trains our hands for war and our fingers for battle.
Huh.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday tommyrot!
I started reading when I was 3. There was talking of skipping me ahead a year when I started school, but it was decided I wasn't ready. I ended up a year ahead in reading through all of elementary school. That ended in 6th grade, so I ended up repeating 6th grade reading.
Did Sparkle(the local gifted program) for a year or so. (It was for a specific age range, and it wasn't around part of the time I was in that range)
Our school generally chose the valedictorian strictly on GPA. There were 4 of us with 4.0s my year, so they held a competition and let each us submit a speech. I didn't submit one, but my best friend did, and she won. The graduation theme was "Dawning of a New Day" so in her speech she compared high school to one long, tedious night. hee hee.
I just got an email from a client with the following signature line:
God delights in taking the arena of our greatest fear and putting us in a position to face it. This is how He trains our hands for war and our fingers for battle.
That's one client you don't wanna tell you're not gonna make the deadline.
The obsessing continues....
I think it is telling that I'm measuring every other place against this one and they're not quite setting me on fire. I think I'd be really disappointed if I don't end up with all that for whatever reason.
(I'm afraid to say that out loud.)
It's the space, the floors, the charm, the street, the possibilities. There are things about it that will probably make me swear, and some I know already. But.
I really hope it isn't just because it was the first one we saw...wait! It wasn't! The first couple we walked in and I went nope! ...but they were fixer-uppers who made no such claim in the listing. So.
